Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

Ray were two

"Ah --"

in her palm brought her

because of the pain and

she was stopped by Brody forcibly.

ordered coldly, frowning.

out, he had to cut them in her

Would hurt.

the pale face of Tracy, and his heart trembled abruptly.

bear to see her

"No --"

of the knife touched her hand,

the sharp knife, not to mention the knife directly passed into her

same time, she tried to take her hand back, but failed, because her hand was tightly held by

blood stained Tracy's and

her eyes, which were full of fear and timidity,

"You know it hurts?"

of your business. You don't have to be sarcastic here.

she took a leap from the chair to the ground stiffly, her hand streaming with

Tracy's hand was dyed red by

"Have a seat --"

sort of threatening

much more stubborn than

"No --"

shook her

him coldly, "Brody, are you worried

at

seemed that he remembered what he was doing after

pulled her to a chair and placed her on

care about you? How

He snorted.

he was still so furious that he tightly pressed on her hand.

you

continued to

it hurt so much and the bleeding had not stopped

was so dizzy as if she was going to pass out.

"A little bit painful..."

with

heart skipped a beat when he saw

pain flashed through her

Tracy was very feeble, but she was still unwilling to fall to the

in her eyes, Tracy didn't say anything but

feel painful, you

down at her. Then he made up

saying that, he pointed the sharp knife at

at the dagger intending to be stabbed into her flesh.

of fear rose from the

was also because her own thought

to be stabbed into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the wound on her palm bigger.

"Hmm --"

was stuck in her palm, Tracy almost let

teeth,

"Clap -"

on Brody's hand and made a

was

was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on his hand. But soon he made

up so easily. He gritted her teeth and pierced the

tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm seemed to

did feel the knife

pain, her whole body could not help but

her eyes finally could not help

cut

to cry out several times to

"Idiot --"

with Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed, he stared